Starlings Lyrics & Chords By Jacob Shea

How dare the Premier ignore my invitations? He'll have to go So, too, the bunch he luncheons with It's second on my list of things to do At the top is stopping by Your...read more

Well we watched the starlings fly Around the burned down pier And I spilled my coffee on my sleeve She wiped it with a smile And told me I was juvenile And kissed me softly...read more